Day 12

When your fingers run through her untangled hair, do you remember my tangled ones?
When you hear the sound of her laugh, do you remember my evil ones?
When you look her in the eyes, do you remember the sparkle in mine?
When you see her smile, do you remember my smirks?
When you touch her arms, do you remember my bony arms?
When you love her, do you remember your love for me?
I hope you do. I’d like you think of me, even sometimes.

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Kim is a programmer at day and a wannabe-writer and traveler whenever she has free time. She dreams of quitting her job and wander in places around the world working as a part-timer in various decent jobs.